Spring Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#spring
During Spring Break In Fort Lauderdale
Robin woke in someone's bed.
She found herself with no clothes on.
She also noticed Angela's panties.
She found herself with no clothes on.
She also noticed Angela's panties.
#alcohol
#fiction
#lesbian
#sensual
#spring
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Spring Morning
awakening day
moon lingering behind clouds
sun not yet awake
moon lingering behind clouds
sun not yet awake
#haiku
#spring
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Spring = Misery
Allergic sickness
Springtime weeds, grass, mold, pollen
Dependent on drugs
Springtime weeds, grass, mold, pollen
Dependent on drugs
#drugs
#haiku
#illness #spring
#illness #spring
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Arrival of Summer
The summer comes steadily forward over lush fields
Coming my way like a guaranteed car crash
The summer rises in the sky like an incinerating beast
Breeding sleepless nights, sweat and madness
I sit in my hole and await the collision
Coming my way like a guaranteed car crash
The summer rises in the sky like an incinerating beast
Breeding sleepless nights, sweat and madness
I sit in my hole and await the collision
#metaphor
#nature
#spring #summer
#spring #summer
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Flight
**** flight *****
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
#dawn
#morning
#night
#spring
#summer
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Easterlies
A lone crow perched on a breeze bobbing bough
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
clutching it like a floatation device
with every bit of its feathered know-how
foundering on high like a sacrifice,
to Eurus, and full afternoon sun,
blasting glory to every dancing tree
in sky blue by the cerulean ton,
and freshest barometric liberty!
Soon enough, the crow abandoned its post
to flotsam away on knackered wings
perhaps seeking a branch, not so utmost,
or to scratch the grass for edible things.
Fare thee well, oh breeze...
#sky
#spring
#sun
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april songs: journey of life 2
april song 02: elemental
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
he could write a script for living
in his earthen universe,
lest binge-taking and stinge-giving
change his blessing to a curse.
he could write a script for dying,
if he understood that life
must soon, in the grave, be lying
‘neath old, cold grim reaper’s knife.
he cannot rescind the order
of his freewill compromise
who makes void the sovereign...
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
he could write a script for living
in his earthen universe,
lest binge-taking and stinge-giving
change his blessing to a curse.
he could write a script for dying,
if he understood that life
must soon, in the grave, be lying
‘neath old, cold grim reaper’s knife.
he cannot rescind the order
of his freewill compromise
who makes void the sovereign...
#spring
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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april songs: journey of life 1
april song 01: conceptual
concept of Almighty Father,
more conceptual than mere thought;
for I Am is greater, farther,
whom we know not as we ought.
dust there was upon the new earth,
light there was at His command;
formed He of the dust the true-birth
of His image, by His Hand.
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
would his scribble be of eden
or his ink blot of the heathen?
© Copyright 2024 March...
concept of Almighty Father,
more conceptual than mere thought;
for I Am is greater, farther,
whom we know not as we ought.
dust there was upon the new earth,
light there was at His command;
formed He of the dust the true-birth
of His image, by His Hand.
journey of a thousand footsteps,
man conceived as living soul;
concept of superior concepts:
what would he write on the scroll?
would his scribble be of eden
or his ink blot of the heathen?
© Copyright 2024 March...
#spring
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Positivity Spring
I sit here drinking coffee
from my ladybug cup
Trying hard to just wake up
My dog is in his favorite spot
Patrolling trespassers and the lot
What I had dreamed I just forgot
Now that daybreak has arrived
I thank God we are still alive
At my window the robin sings
Promising so much joy from Spring
And all the possibilities it brings
from my ladybug cup
Trying hard to just wake up
My dog is in his favorite spot
Patrolling trespassers and the lot
What I had dreamed I just forgot
Now that daybreak has arrived
I thank God we are still alive
At my window the robin sings
Promising so much joy from Spring
And all the possibilities it brings
#birds
#spring
#nature #uplifting
#nature #uplifting
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Before the Sigh
Before the Sigh
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
Spent the morning listening to Hurley,
reading Simons, inhaling Salt,
stretching in sheets where white light pours through.
The sky painter has returned from his sabbatical.
He says 'We are all dying," and I smile,
as the Sun tests out the idea of gloaming,
escapes through a canvas still stained upon his palm,
she is no longer grains of sand and old embers.
Clouds rush by as if one can't brush fast enough against the other,
mouths on mouths of plush, lightly crushed rain.
It's wet. Crows call out to...
#sun
#sky
#spring #dawn
#spring #dawn
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Frostbitten
Awoke, amid my heart, found frosting quick
Unknowing as to when I fell asleep
From winter solstice ice chill gathered thick
Supine among the alpines, eyelids creep
With crystalline-based breathless pleas to Him
As liquid past reminds to me old love
But changing winds bring forth, behind a scrim
A thawing sun, ignites to sky above
And spring brings blood red warmth to this dead heart
Lost love recalls in present veins to flow
Abundance melts steel future to depart
Into the past and fade away as snow
Just as the Winter's grip gives...
Unknowing as to when I fell asleep
From winter solstice ice chill gathered thick
Supine among the alpines, eyelids creep
With crystalline-based breathless pleas to Him
As liquid past reminds to me old love
But changing winds bring forth, behind a scrim
A thawing sun, ignites to sky above
And spring brings blood red warmth to this dead heart
Lost love recalls in present veins to flow
Abundance melts steel future to depart
Into the past and fade away as snow
Just as the Winter's grip gives...
#love
#winter
#spring
#sonnet
#NaPoWriMo2024
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With Spring's Blessing
With Spring comes many blessings
The time has come for new beginnings
Plants bursting with blooms
Mild temperatures when all things are green
It's time for picnics at the springs
Motorcycle rides and skateboarding
How I look forward to the Spring
And all of the blessings nature brings
The time has come for new beginnings
Plants bursting with blooms
Mild temperatures when all things are green
It's time for picnics at the springs
Motorcycle rides and skateboarding
How I look forward to the Spring
And all of the blessings nature brings
#spring
#nature
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